Just when dozens of people, all of them were wounded, and they were in a mess of combining weapons, Instructor Desi'er and Assistant Instructor Yang Hu had already come to them.

"Do you see the mountain in front of us?" Instructor Desier stretched out his hand and pointed to a steep mountain with a horizontal drop of 500 meters away, and shouted: "Our enemy is there to defend the danger, soldiers, take up the weapons in your hands, and attack them with the most fierce attack according to your own participating squad!" If you can't destroy more than fifty enemies in the attack. Your local team is going to be eliminated! ”

"Instructor, it's not fair!" A special forces soldier holding a broken weapon in his hand stood up and raised what he had just taken out of the armory, but could only be used as a burning stick, and shouted: "With such a weapon, it is impossible for me to confront the enemy who has been prepared for a long time, let alone hit the target, I ask for a normal weapon!" ”

"Hmmm! The pins at the junction of the handle and the blade face have fallen off, of course they can't be used", Instructor Desier walked up to the soldier and said gently: "To tell you the truth, I really sympathize with you." I've only put twenty faulty weapons in my armory, and you'll be lucky enough to get one. But tell me, on a real battlefield, if you get a faulty weapon and the armory is destroyed or occupied by the enemy, how do you change it? Could it be that your sister is already married to God, and you just need to put your hands together and say God forbid, and the weapon in your hand will be repaired by your brother-in-law in good condition?! ”

The soldier, clutching the broken weapon in his hand, widened his eyes and opened his mouth wide. But he couldn't say a word in the face of Instructor Desier. In the training camp, Instructor Desier is the heaven and the earth, and the master of the earth is their rule. Even if they have too many grievances, what can they say?

Instructor Desier put away his smile, looked at everyone present, and said: "This world is inherently unfair, why are the weapons in other people's hands blunt, and there is still no malfunction, and when you face an enemy who also raises a weapon at close range, you obviously strike first, but because of the failure of the weapon, are you sluggish?" Why did the stone fall at the foot of someone else's ground, smashing a big pit more than a foot deep, but it almost didn't hit it? But you picked up a small life, and you honestly lay there, throwing small stones that splashed a few meters away, and just hit your hapless little head? ”

"Remember to me, there are no luck on the battlefield, but there will be many misfortunes that you don't expect! Your weapons may break, you may step on landmines under your feet, and even your teammates may secretly kill you for the sake of sleeping with another wife or sister! The battlefield is originally a paradise of death full of accidents and accidents, but there is no fairness at all, if you want to live in this kind of paradise, what you have to do is to be ready to face all accidents and sudden events! ”

Instructor Desier pointed to the hillside and shouted, "Give it to me!" Don't tell me any more reasons or reasons, and don't tell me that your weapons are bad, that you are not sure enough, that there are only winners and losers on the battlefield, and that you are not full of grievances and pathetic pitifuls! ”

This series of closely linked training subjects, for a soldier who has already integrated his body with his weapon, is no less than being suddenly punched in the face by an invisible man in the middle of a high run, and the feeling of surprise and depression is enough to disrupt the sense of rhythm and self-confidence that they have cultivated in manipulating weapons after thousands of tempers in a short period of time.

All kinds of headless bows, crossbows, Xiaoice arrows and other long-range attack weapons shot madly in the direction of them, knows how many of them are on it in turn, no one dares to raise their heads, saying that it is a surprise battle, but rather a advance battle crawling up the hillside against the rain of bullets.

A large group of participants continued to advance from all directions on the slope of the hill with a drop of more than 500 meters and a slope length of more than 2,200 meters, leaving behind one piece of scorched leaves and more blood on their hands from the barbed hooks of the paratroopers. The crawl was almost over, the ground was littered with splinters, and they had to advance forward while carefully rounding the anti-infantry barbs;

Although this is just training, before the official start of the military competition, the participating teams squeeze each other, and the war of elimination with each other has already begun at the moment when the Royal Glory Team ignites the so-called best cigarettes.

It took more than three hours and dozens of special team members. At an average of 700 meters per hour, the position was "captured", and a group of soldiers with rough rocks and worn out all their military uniforms were worn out. Sitting on the hillside panting, while the seven captains sitting, their faces are even more ever-changing, in the darkness, no one knows which "enemies" in the space are "killed" by their own team, and no one knows how Instructor Desier distinguishes the results of the various participating teams that are mixed together.

The seven captains sat on the ground gasping for air. While thinking hard, Instructor Desier walked up the hill with Assistant Instructor Notting Rivinch, and he stared at the tired and staggered soldiers in front of him, and shouted sharply: "Do you think that it will be okay to just capture a position? Get up and build fortifications for me at once! The enemy will charge you in an hour and a half, and they have bows, crossbows, small military slings, headless spears, sacrifices, and if you don't want to die, build your fortifications stronger! ”

Instructor Desier lifted his leather boots and kicked a soldier who was lying on the ground and panting desperately: "Get up, you guys are not very good, very awesome, why were you played and laid down by me on the first day?" Do you self-righteous trash like you just jump off the flying ship triumphantly? Play a few games with the terrorists who are poorly equipped, trained, young, old, weak, sick and disabled, and then you can finish your work and go back to enjoy alcohol and beauty? You garbage with no stamina, if you really want to go to the mercenary battlefield, the cannon fodder understands it, it's the kind of cannon fodder who only needs to pay you ten silver coins a day, and then pay an extra five hundred silver coins when you die! Don't be a joke when I'm kidding. If you can't build a fortification to protect yourself, you will die! ”

Dozens of men struggled to get up from the top of the hill strewn with bullet shells, most of them had lost their shovels on the way, and they dug desperately together with bayonets, sharpened sticks and even stones, and now every body trembled slightly from exhaustion and pain, and they had to bring themselves to their knees, and with the most rudimentary tools and hands, they struggled with the gravel and hard soil of the hillside.

The shadow of death and the desire for victory had squeezed every ounce of potential out of their bodies, and at this time, dozens of participants could no longer kill each other for the competition in four weeks, they worked together to push huge stones, they used small wooden sticks to support the rolling stones, and after blowing up the big trees on the hillside, two dozen people used sabers to roughly trim the big trees, and then joined forces to carry the heavy big trees back.

After an hour and a half, the ground fortifications, which could accommodate all the participants and withstand repeated attacks by stone throwing, were finally built around the summit of the entire hillside. Everyone jumped into makeshift defensive positions, gasping for breath and waiting for the "enemy" to attack.

Instructor Desier looked coldly at the soldiers in front of him who were so tired that he couldn't even move his fingers, and then looked at his watch, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a strange smile, and he smiled: "According to the information we have just received, the enemy has given up the attack and has our heavily defended position. Turn to the south and immediately go to the second armory three kilometers away to get enough weapons, and three days of your individual rations, and continue the pursuit! ”

(End of this chapter, please pay attention to the next chapter) (To be continued.) )